The scent enticed her and made her stand up immediately.
"I have prepared the water for you. Now, do you need me to dress you?"
The young man smiled gently.
"That won't be necessary." The Ninth Emperor climbed off the bed, dressed up, and freshened up before sitting at the table. Her eyes lit up. "You did all of this?"
"Well, I've always needed to take care of myself when I'm away from the Nan family these few years. That's why I know how to do everything."
"Oh, did you prepare one for Tian Xuan and the girls?" The Ninth Emperor raised her head to look at Nan Changfeng and asked.
Nan Changfeng smiled, "Their foods have been sent over."
However, theirs was cooked by Qing Zhu.
Of course, he did not say it out loud.
Nan Changfeng's cooking skills were indeed good; at least, it was the best meal that the Ninth Emperor had eaten over the years. Even better than those in restaurants.
